Sometimes I'm mad at the worldMad at this townMad 'cause I can't lose the same five poundsThat I've been tryin' to lose for three or four years now.

Sometimes I feel like a truck that just won't runOn the side of the road in the July sunThere ain't another car for milesThat I can thumb down.

I guess every now and thenYou're going to land on a bad dayThough I still doI know I can't complain.

'Cause I love what I doLove where I'm atThe stage, my band, and my old black hatMy big wool blanketSleepin' in my cowboy bootsI love my old bird dogI like to watch him runMy red guitar I bang around on someAnd I love lovin' youBaby, I love lovin' you.

Now heaven to me it's a simple thingIt's just you and meAnd a phone that don't ringPopcorn poppin' on a lay around Friday night.

Seein' you smile when I wake upThe way you slide to the middle of my pick up truckThe way you say baby, it's all gonna be all rightWhen I walk in at the end of a worn out dayAnd I see you baby, how can I complain.

'Cause I love what I doLove where I'm atThe stage, my band, and my old black hatMy big wool blanketSleepin' in my cowboy bootsI love my old bird dogI like to watch him runMy red guitar I bang around on someAnd I love lovin' youBaby, I love lovin' youYes, I do.

Well, I love where I've beenI don't look backI thank God for the life he lets me haveMy big wool blanketSleepin' in my cowboy bootsI love my old bird dogI like to watch him runMy red guitar I bang around on someAnd I love loving youBaby, I love lovin' you.